Oh god...its 400am....AGAIN...
I pulled myself out of bed...and I want to cry. I just spent several days with my husband on vacation in Key West. Just two nights of walking the town, getting some sun and the most glorious naps I have ever had. My husband flew us in our own Cessna and it was really an adventure. We got to spend some good quality time together (which I know I desperately needed..and I believe he needed too)
But in the back of my mind....frustration. I am missing workouts. Here I am in paradise with my amazing loving husband who planned this trip for me (and did I mention...he scheduled a massage and pedicure for me when we arrived...Im not making this up) and what am I thinking about....IRONMAN!!
I really need my head examined!! (insert frustrated scream here)
So its Monday and back to reality. Its addicting that laying on the beach...sleeping in...and having a leisurely dinner under the stars. Its that little voice in your head saying "Its ok Melissa...you don't have to workout today...just relax and enjoy."
But I can't...
I gotta stay focused and as patient and as loving as my husband has been...I know he is tired of the Ironman draw on my time. He wants to travel (and believe me...so do I)..but we just haven't figured out how the heck to get my bike in the back of the plane. I can run in these new locations...but the swim and the bike...those are often challenging in locations without a long enough pool (like Key West) or a way to get a bike under me for a long ride.
So are the insane thoughts of an Ironman Dreamer and the balancing act of family, husband, jobs and training.